To encourage myself and yet to perhaps, encourage another, I sat down this past Sunday afternoon, with pen and paper, to plan and write. It could have been the no week-end internet rule I recently self-imposed, or it could have been the new writing desk in the yummy shade of espresso, but for whatever reason, it was nice to have a roomy spot and the open time to put in place some new goals.
This may not make a bit of sense to you, but I needed to get it down...a post to remind myself to continue on my path of least resistance.
When you look up, "path of least resistance", it tells you to continue on, using the word, "resistance".
I want to put up resistance and yet, I want to put myself on a path where I do not always have to resist.
For myself, it has taken
In a few years, you may actually be able to google "social media beast" and find it under the larger heading of medical issues; the unintended ripping into one's day, stress tremors when one misplaces their phone for an hour, decline of eyesight from screen use, abuse of a child who lost their parent's charger (if you haven't heard about that one, be glad) and the list goes on...
Just give it time.
It was only until a few months ago, that facebook would have been my personal preference when connecting online, but no longer. After cutting down a few hundred "likes" to 4, removing "friends" to only a few close family members and a few women with whom I have known online for 10 years and removing myself from all and any groups except for my close-knit book club...my day looks very different.
Now, I check in once a day and I am really thinking hard about deleting the account.
Instagram was never a problem, as I simply was not interested in buying a smartphone, nor paying for it's monthly bill.
Twitter...what's that? Ha!
Pinterest is fun and does not draw me as facebook. I use it as I would when I sit down with a favorite magazine. I look over a few pages and get up.
And while this post may read like a downer from me in using a computer, no, not at all. I love adding songs to my ITunes account, watching a missed episode of Chicago Med in the afternoon, following a new class on Creativebug, ordering a used book on Amazon or watching a video on You Tube.
A few weeks ago, when I returned here to my blog, I was not planning on having my blog dictate how many posts a week I would write, only that I would enjoy it when I could click the "publish" button.
I am enjoying just that, as well as the continuation of, The Simple Woman's Daybook which I write up here at the beginning of each month.
Whether, the daybook, my papercut jounal or any of my-at-home day planners, they help me stay grounded (on my path) and allow me to think through things that are of the moment.
So, being on this path for me means; I will stay alert to things I need to change. I will stay alert to things that would hinder my day. I will stay alert to things that nibble or eat away my time. I will stay alert to the next best thing and recognize it for what it is...a thief.
For time is fleeting and precious and the older you get, the more you come to understand that fact.
walking my path...